Friends and family have prodded, cajoled and teased me about writing my memoirs for years, well the last four anyway. I think about it for a few minutes and mentally see myself as Diane Lane in “under the Tuscan Sun” when she disembarked the tour bus, fell in love with an Italian house and in the middle of trying to converse with a stone faced Italian woman who seemed to hate her, was pooed on by a pigeon. Which for some reason was a sign to the elderly woman, who then began oozing affection and rapid Italian.
Or, Julia Roberts in her attempt to meditate in the pray section of “Eat, Pray, Love” where she stares at the clock after only five minutes, falls forward and says, “just shoot me now”.
Those images are followed by what I know the process to be for writing and publishing a book and I suddenly think, “meh, what makes my life so exciting?” I then go about “real work” and brush the thoughts of a memoir aside. It is the same thing with my novel(s), yes, plural.
And then, this past week I was mesmerized by the 300+ women who opted in to a Writing Challenge I created. Pouring through their requests to join the private group associated with the challenge, I was star struck.
Stories of unbelievable devotion, determination, perseverance in the face of disappointment and self doubt, boldness, creative genius, and most of all HEART with a capital H.
And then on Day 3 I gave them a challenge that sent many of them to the same point I had above – “what’s so special about me?”
I was dumbfounded. I couldn’t believe what I was reading. I wanted to call each of them up and say, “WHHAATTTT??” What do you mean? What’s not special about you?
Not only that, they were all reading each others stories, commenting, chiming in, offering support and even to coordinate camping trips across country. They were creating friendships.
That’s when it hit me like a ton of bricks. It is no wonder Jesus weeps over us.
We don’t see our brilliance, our magnificence, our beauty, our gifts. We don’t see how the world needs us so very much to be brilliant and brave and gorgeous, right here, right now.
We are all waiting to do or be something People Magazine worthy, not seeing that sometimes just getting out of bed to face our lives, with all we have going on is just that.
So, today, I want to challenge all you sexy, fabulous, strong, bold female geniuses out there to do one simple thing:
JUST EFFING DO IT! JUST DO IT. WHATEVER IT IS, WHATEVER YOU FEAR IT IS GOING TO COST.
Pay the toll, be you, be 100% you.
The rest of us out here need YOU.
Won’t you please come out and play with all your hotness??
PS - If you want to know more about how to do that, right here, right now – regardless of your marital situation, regardless of your boss, or your demanding family, or your doubting/distant husband – check out my free webclass.
Oh, BTW, I am two chapters in to my memoir and 175 pages in to my first novel – if I can do it, so can you. What are you waiting for?